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Wednesday, April 20, 2011

LIFEGOESON

Isa likes brandy and the way it hits her lipsShe's a rock 'n' roll survivor with pendulum hipsShe's got deep brown eyesThat've seen it all

Working at a nightclub that was called The AvenueThe bar men used to call her "Little Lisa, Looney Toons"She went down on almost anyone

From the hard time living 'til the Chelsea daysFrom when her hair was sweet blonde 'til the day it turned grayShe said:

L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N.You've got more than money and sense, my friendYou've got heart and you go in your own wayL.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N.What you don't have now will come back againYou've got heart and you go in your own way

Some people wear their history like a map on their faceAnd Joey was an artist just living out of caseBut his best word was his letters home

His standard works of fiction about imaginary successThe chorus girls in neon were his closest things to friendBut to a writer, the truth is no big deal

From the hard time living to the sleepless nightsAnd the black and blue body from the weekend fightsHe'd say:

L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N.You've got more than money and sense, my friendYou've got heart and you go in your own wayL.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N.What you don't have now will come back againYou've got heart and you go in your own way

On my last night on earth, I won't look to the skyJust breathe in the air and blink in the lightOn my last night on earth, I'll pay a high priceTo have no regrets and be done with my life

L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N.You've got more than money and sense, my friendYou've got heart and you go in your own wayL.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N.What you don't have now will come back againYou've got heart and you go in your own way